The Compassionate Attack

I hate to move

because pain electrifies

my knees and back

so I sit

at the kitchen sink

eating a pot pie

hot from the oven

to my left

being grateful for a family

that pays taxes

which provides

me a beg-free way

to beg semi-anonymously

from the government

the largest family

that does not

know me from my past

things I need

food heat care

only to realize

the government now

hates me

and wants me to die

as quickly as possible

without food

without heat

without care

a government

that would rather bomb

someone in another country

then rebuild

caring for everyone left

I've decided I want

the government

to bomb my neighborhood

in the hope I'll survive

in order to get all

the promises

of a better life

Barry G. Wick